"If he were happy back home, things might be different," Karla admitted softly. "But he's not. And he's not the type to go to a world like his and strap on various tights like the many other versions of him there are, either."

Though he would probably finish up college, rather than only going for a year. Maybe other things, too. Karla didn't know. Hell's fire, Karla wasn't sure if Warren knew, either.

"At the same time, I don't want him coming with me because it's his only option, either. Too much pride for that, I guess."